Title: He Will Be My Ruin
Author: K.A. Tucker
On the surface, Celine Gonzalez had everything a twenty-eight-year-old woman could want: a one-bedroom apartment on Manhattan's Lower East Side, a job that (mostly) paid the bills, and an acceptance letter to the prestigious Hollingsworth Institute of Art, where she would finally live out her dream of becoming an antiques appraiser for a major auction house. All she had worked so hard to achieve was finally within her reach. So why would she kill herself?
A man who was supposed to be her salvation...
Maggie Sparks arrives in New York City to pack up what's left of her best friend's belongings after a suicide that has left everyone stunned. The police have deemed the evidence conclusive: Celine got into bed, downed a lethal cocktail of pills and vodka, and never woke up. But when Maggie discovers a scandalous photograph in a lock box hidden in Celine's apartment, she begins asking questions. Questions about the man Celine fell in love with. The man she never told anyone about, not even Maggie. The man Celine believed would change her life.
Until he became her ruin.
On the hunt for evidence that will force the police to reopen the case, Maggie uncovers more than she bargained for about Celine's private life--and inadvertently puts herself on the radar of a killer. A killer who will stop at nothing to keep his crimes undiscovered.
There is so much I want to gush about when it comes to K.A. Tucker. She is a writer whose talent is in a realm of it's own. I have read each of her works countless times and regardless of their familiarity, every reread still takes me on an emotional journey. When He Will Be My Ruin came to light, I was giddy with anticipation. This novel is unlike anything Tucker has written before, but shines with the same high caliber as her other stories.
It's really hard for me to write this review. Not because the story wasn't incredible, but because everything I want to say might spoil the story for a reader. He Will Be My Ruin will consume you from the first page until the very end. It pained me to have to put this novel down and flooded my thoughts until I could resume reading. The suspense and twists are nothing I could have ever anticipated. This story truly kept me guessing and kept my heart racing. I loved every anxious moment. The characters, the plot, the words all come together in a remarkably written package that is uniquely phenomenal. I was intrigued and ultimately fell in love with this genre that I had only scratched the surface of before He Will Be My Ruin. Tucker stepped outside of where she has found success before to pen a story that flexed her creative muscles and showed her range as a writer.
I commend her for taking a risk on a story that will bring readers nothing but reward. If you're a fan of Tucker's books, He Will Be My Ruin will find a place on your shelf of favorites. For those who have not discovered this gem of an author--what are you waiting for!? He Will Be My Ruin is an Adult Suspense that will leave you stunned but satisfied, so pick up your copy today!
Look, I’m just…” I stare at my reflection in the mirror, my eyes lined with bags, my skin sallow, my hair matted. I look like someone who sat in bed for twenty-four hours, eating cold pizza from the box I had delivered last night and polishing off a bottle of vodka, all while reading the deepest and darkest thoughts from the last fifteen years of Celine Gonzalez’s life. Discovering things that I could have happily gone the rest of my life without knowing.
Which is exactly what I’ve done.
I can barely keep my eyes open and yet I know that sleep will not grant me a reprieve. “I’m dealing with a few private matters.”
“Well, I can’t guarantee that I’ll be able to fit you in when you decide that you’re ready.”
“You will, because your boss wants my money.” I hang up before I hear her snippy answer and stare at the journal in my hands.
I was torn between starting from the latest diary first and easing myself in with the oldest one, afraid that I wasn’t ready for what might lie within those last pages. That I wasn’t ready to witness just how Celine had lost herself.
And then I picked up a pink book with butterflies on it—the earliest dated journal—and read a thirteen-year-old Celine recount her major crush on my boyfriend at the time: a tall, gangly guy named Jordan who kissed her behind our house one day while I was changing into my bathing suit upstairs. She felt so guilty, she couldn’t sleep for a week. Through tears, I laughed—because I hadn’t even given that guy a moment’s thought in years—and I knew then that starting at the beginning of Celine’s story was the only way to do this.
And so I did, living the past fifteen years through Celine’s eyes, since the days she and Rosa still lived with me. It wasn’t hard to follow along. She dated every single entry. Some days she didn’t have a lot to say. Other days she’d fill an entire page, even writing along the margin. She seemed to follow a simple rule as the years progressed: one page per day, no more.
So many days.
So many confessions.
So many things that made my heart swell.
And so many that made my heart bleed with pain.
Born in small-town Ontario, K.A. Tucker published her first book at the age of six with the help of her elementary school librarian and a box of crayons. She currently resides in a quaint town outside of Toronto with her husband, two beautiful girls, and an exhausting brood of four-legged creatures.